Passion

Within my mind's eye Flickering from the past Come images that terrify and calm A paradox in me Nail pierced hands they run with blood A splitting brow forced by the thorns His face is writhing with the pain Yet it's comforting to me He chose to give it all Jesus endured the pain Paying a debt I owed and created A paradox in me Nail pierced hands they run with blood A splitting brow forced by the thorns His face is writhing with the pain Yet it's comforting to me And in my heart I know that You're the only one Who could of came and died, a sacrifice As your God's only son Nail pierced hands they run with blood A splitting brow forced by the thorns His face is writhing with the pain Yet it's comforting to me Nail pierced hands they run with blood A splitting brow forced by the thorns His face is writhing with the pain Yet it's comforting to me